I got to meet his grandmother, briefly.
His reaction to the dice? "They're spaaaarkly," with the same tone a small child might point out overcooked greenbeans. Heh. Men.
I think I got Parental Good Points by having small gifts for his parents and his grandmother. (Keychain clippies.)
Darkside's mom asked me if I had New Year's plans. I wasn't sure, as that depends on what my roommates are up to. I refused the invitation to stay to dinner, and blipped back out of there quickly, but not before having confections (lebkuchen) offered: one for me, a bag to share. I did collect a nice, warm, sweet hug before I left, one that was as warm in the bond as it was in body. Darkside, of his own accord, told me he'd be busy Saturday (his mother had already filled me in on the details).
Getting there after writing group doesn't take half as long as I thought it would. It was only 35 minutes coming back. That's a very reasonable time.